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A Marvel Fanfic The dancehall was crowded that night. Besides all the people dancing, each table had several people sitting at it. All except one where a pretty girl with red hair sat alone, slowly sipping her drink.
While she sat, she considered the days. She was at the dancehall tonight. Tomorrow she wouldn’t show. The next three days she would, but at a different time each night. She had already been following a similar pattern for the past three weeks.